Huo Qinghong cursed inwardly and turned around and left. When he walked out of Cuiyin, he couldn't help but look back.

The bird's feathers were bright and eye-catching, and they were still wandering between the shade of trees and the mottled afterglow. A hint of chill suddenly appeared in his heart, and he quickly walked towards the side hall. There were many birds in the garden. Although there were no bird cages in front of him, you could still hear the chirping sounds of chirping in the distance. The bird's feathers were bright and it was not an ordinary person at first glance. I don't know what trick Zhao Yue was playing, and would he be able to kill birds and have fun?

He waited for a moment, and Zhao Yue, the prince of Nan'an, walked over with his follower, carrying a bird cage. He was just thirty years old and had been a wealthy idle person for many years. Now he is a little fat. When he sees Huo Qinghong, he smiles and goes forward to pull him.

"I said you were here, and I asked someone to invite you to the banquet directly, but they said you had no intention of going to the banquet. Okay, then I came here to invite you in person, would you go?"

Huo Qinghong was pulled forward and took two steps forward, barely trying to stop, "Prince, I really don't stay much today."

Zhao Yue turned around and looked at him suspiciously with alcoholic eyes, "Why? You met today. You got sick a few days ago. We haven't been together for half a year."

Huo Qinghong only looked at the cage in the servant's hand, "I'm here to pick up Qingque. There's something going on in the evening. You know, my elder brother is back."

When the Huo Weilou was mentioned, the force in the hands of the Prince of Nan'an was stagnant. He pulled his lips, "Oh yes, the marquis is back, okay, call Feng Ye another day, let's get together again. Feng Ye has followed his father out of the city in the past two days, and no one can be found."

As he said that, he took the cage and lifted the curtain outside. The green bird inside really had a pair of clever eyes, which was so lively.

"Here, I'll feed you. If you tease me more on weekdays, this bird is also human."

Huo Qinghong responded, took the bird cage and said goodbye to the Hundred Birds Garden, got on the carriage, and put the bird cage to the side, causing the bird cage to sing twice. Huo Qinghong couldn't help but bounce the cage and sighed lightly.

Even if I refuse to socialize, I have to use my elder brother’s name to choose a yamen, and I have to choose the lightest and cheapest one. Now my elder brother is still willing to get married...

Huo Qinghong brought the cage to him and snorted: "We will pass by two in the future, um, there is still a white cat."

The green bird in the cage shook its wings and did not dare to roar.

At dusk, Lin Zhao returned from the yamen. As soon as he walked to the Lin Mansion, he saw a carriage parked outside the mansion. His eyes darkened and he was about to ask his followers to drive the carriage to the side door, but it was too late.

Bo Yixian, who was lifting up the curtains and looking around, saw him.

She jumped out of the carriage in desperation and stopped his carriage with great enthusiasm, "Brother Zhao, I have been waiting for you for a long time and finally saw you."

Lin Zhao got off the carriage and felt unspeakable, "What's the matter?"

Bo Yixian's heart skipped a beat. She had been waiting for many days, but she had not yet entered Lin's mansion for a long time. Lin Zhao seemed to avoid her. She was waiting at the main entrance, so he walked to the side door. She went to the side door, and he walked to the main door again.

A tear flashed in Bo Yixian's eyes, "Aunt Lin doesn't want to forgive me and my mother?"

Lin Zhao turned his back and did not look at her eyes, "My mother is still recuperating and has no time to think about this."

Bo Yixian stepped forward, "Then please give me a chance. My mother and I will come to the door to apologize. The wedding date doesn't have to be early. Everything is followed by Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin. How do you think?"

The last trace of afterglow disappeared into the sky, and the light ink-like night enveloped Lin Zhao's eyes. He suddenly asked: "Why did the Bo family and the Lin family get engaged to you and me?"

A chill came up from Bo Yixian's feet. She almost had time to think about it. She blurted out: "Because our two families are family friends, I am about the same age as Brother Zhao. My father and Uncle Lin have asked someone to make up our birth date. Brother Zhao and I are a good match. Therefore, the two families have just started to get married."

Lin Zhao turned her eyes to look at Bo Yixian. She was worried recently, her face was slightly cleared, her brows were bitter, her eyes were blurred, and she looked at him innocently and sadly. No matter who it is, she would feel soft-hearted when she saw such a girl with pear blossoms in the rain. Her eyes that did not dodge seemed to be quite open and fearless.

But Lin Zhao knew she was lying.

He lied without any guilt, and even acted like this. Lin Zhao couldn't tell whether her tears were true or false. The last trace of gentleness in his eyes dissipated, "Go back home."

Bo Yixian saw Lin Zhao's disappointment. Seeing him turn toward the door of the mansion, she suddenly felt a huge panic in her heart, as if Lin Zhao would never see her again when he entered the door. Bo Yixian quickly chased after him, "Brother Zhao, do you know everything, right?"

Lin Zhao paused slightly, and Bo Yixian became more and more convinced of the guess in his heart, "You know what happened back then, do you know that it was not me who was originally engaged to you, Brother Zhao, do you mind this matter?"

Lin Zhao did not look back, and Bo Yixian's tears fell, "You are you blaming me for lying to you? It was indeed the third uncle and his father who made a verbal marriage first, but later they had an accident. It was only a year or two in between. At that time, we were all just young children. How could this be counted? Later, the second sister left Beijing, and everyone thought she would never come back, so they changed your engagement. Brother Zhao asked me, "What I said was nothing false. I just didn't want to mention others. What was wrong with me?"

Lin Zhao was about to be persuaded by Bo Yixian for a moment, but he always felt uncomfortable and panicked in his heart, as if he was the one who did the wrong thing.

Bo Yixian said again: "I have been engaged to Brother Zhao for several years, and Brother Zhao knows my feelings. How can we compare with others for more than ten years of love? Brother Zhao is now introverted by this matter. Could it be that someone else said something? Is it... it is the second sister who regretted it?"

Before Lin Zhao could speak, Bo Yixian felt that she had guessed right again. She heard a loud noise in her ear and felt angry in her heart. She was convicted by Bo Jingqian, the Bo family's ancestral home was raided, and Lin Zhao was treated coldly for more than a month. At this moment, she finally found the crux of the problem. "Does the second sister really regret it? I knew that it must be that Wu Zhao had not returned to the capital before. Everyone thought that something happened to him in the southwest, so she thought of Brother Zhao again. It must be like this. I thought that she didn't care about her appearance before, and she couldn't really let go..."

Lin Zhao looked at Bo Yixian incredibly. He had never seen Bo Ruoyou in the past half month. Moreover, Cheng Yunzhi came to Lin's house several times to see a doctor, but he never brought Bo Ruoyou with him. He had been waiting for Bo Ruoyou in the past. After knowing about the engagement, he was not as calm as usual. However, Bo Yixian could guess Bo Ruoyou with such malicious intentions.

Lin Zhao was so angry that he couldn't scold him, but he just looked at Bo Yixian coldly, "You... you are simply unreasonable! What does this matter have to do with the second sister? I haven't seen her for many days, so how can you blame others for this matter?"

He took a deep breath and finally said the words pressed down on his heart: "It was the second sister who had been engaged to the Lin family before, but then many twists and turns were changed to the engagement between you and me. Although it was not your fault, you were not ashamed in your heart?"

Bo Yixian cried and said, "Shame? Why are you ashamed of her? She left Beijing by herself, and her third uncle has not written a marriage letter. If you want to blame her, she can only blame her for her bad life. How can I blame me? I am not sorry for anyone!"

At this point, she didn't know what she thought of and said anxiously: "Yes... she was not lucky. Brother Zhao, you don't know that she was destined to be evil and killed her father, mother and younger brother. If she didn't return to the capital, maybe my father wouldn't have any trouble. How could a disaster star like her marry Brother Zhao? In the past, Taoist priests said that she was a short-lived person and she was not worthy of Brother Zhao at all. We have been engaged for many years, and the old things have nothing to do with you and me. Brother Zhao, what do you care about her?"

Lin Zhao looked at Bo Yixian like a stranger, "You actually thought about it... Forget it, you and I don't want to do it together, I have nothing to say to you, just leave--"

Bo Yixian was even more frightened when she heard this. When she was about to step forward, Lin Zhao turned around and entered the mansion as if she was running away. Bo Yixian wanted to chase him again, but was stopped by the servants. She burst into tears for a moment, causing the attendants of Lin's mansion to look disgusted.

Soon the gate of Lin's mansion was closed. Bo Yixian stood outside the door and called Lin Zhao in a desperate attempt, but there was no chance of answering inside the door. Her riots made people traveling on the street point fingers at the Lin's mansion, but she didn't care and stayed until the night was dark, and was forced to leave by the maid.

Lin Zhao walked up the room quickly and waited to enter the inner room. After hesitating for a moment, he said to Chu Shuning: "Mother, I hope my father and mother will think twice about their marriage with the Bo family."

...

Huo Weilou said that he wanted to recover from his injuries in the mansion, so he had no false statements. He temporarily handed over the southwest to Ning Xiao, and he would not care about everything in the court. Unless Fuquan entered the Marquis's mansion with the decree, he would have just taken a carriage to the palace.

Emperor Jianhe was worried that he would be resentful to Zhao Xi, and when he saw that he was silent, he felt relieved.

Bo Ruoyou is now close to the Marquis' Mansion, and he is worried about Huo Weilou's old wounds. He goes to the Marquis' Mansion every day to visit. When he entered the Marquis' Mansion, he saw that there were more craftsmen in the mansion, as if he wanted to rebuild the scenery inside the mansion.

Bo Ruoyou was confused in his heart. When he asked about Eunuch Fu, he smiled and said, "The Marquis said that there was less anger in the mansion, and he never moved after giving this house to the Marquis. Now he is renovated and can help to hold weddings."

Eunuch Fu looked at Bo Ruoyou with a smile, and her face suddenly felt embarrassed. Eunuch Fu pointed to several vacant courtyards in the mansion that had been vacant for a long time. "The Marquis said that there were no need for too many courtyards in the mansion. He ordered people to demolish that area, build some water pavilions and ponds in the south of the Yangtze River, and move some beautiful flowers and trees. Our Marquis' wife will definitely like it in the future."

Bo Ruo's cheeks are redder. Although she was born in the capital, she grew up in the south of the Yangtze River. She had to distinguish it. Indeed, the scenery in the south was more pleasing to the eye. Huo Weilou had this heart, so Eunuch Fu naturally saw it sincerely. Only then did she say it to her.

When he entered the study, he saw Huo Weilou copying the calligraphy after the desk. When he saw her coming, he smiled in his eyes and pulled her to teach her to write cursive script in his arms.

Bo Ruoyou asked about the movement outside, Huo Weilou held her hand and wrote on Bai Xuan, and said gently: "I didn't care about these things either, not to mention that there are all men in the mansion, and there is no difference between the beauty and ugliness of the scenery, but it is different from the future."

The ink traces were so powerful that the back of the paper was. Bo Ruoyou looked at the words with the iron-painted silver hook on the paper, and felt that the words were as real as the person. But when she looked back, she saw that his eyebrows and eyes were gentle and calm, which made people feel at ease.

Huo Weilou's heart is as calm as a lake, and it has nothing to do with the romance of the wind, but she can't help but look at her. Her eyes are clear and lively, but now she has added a charming magic trick. He made her unable to control her. Ben pressed Bai Xuan's hand to her waist, and pressed the person in her arms was not enough. He took advantage of this posture to lower his head and kiss her ear beads.

Bo Ruoyou trembled violently as if he was burned, and then half of his body felt soft.

She climbed up her cheeks shyly, and soon even her ears were red. She pushed Huo Weilou in annoyance, but the bottom of Huo Weilou's pupils became hot. She put down the pen dipped in thick ink, held her in her arms and sat on the open chair behind her.

"I just got it a little..."

He leaned very close, leaned forward, and wanted to go to have a rank, but before he met, Fu Eunuch outside said fairly: "Mr. Marquis, Captain Wu of the Government Office has come, saying he is here to find Youyou--"

Bo Ruoyou pushed him away in shock and stood up. Fortunately, Master Fu had not entered the door and had not seen the indecentness inside the house.

She responded and walked out quickly. Huo Weilou followed him out with dissatisfaction.

Wu Xiang and others were in the main hall, very anxious and a little frightened. If it weren't for the very important thing, he wouldn't dare to come to the Marquis' Mansion to find someone. When he heard footsteps, he quickly turned around and saw Bo Ruoyou coming out at a glance.

Bo Ruoyou was obviously an ordinary dress, but for some reason, Wu Xiang felt that Bo Ruoyou looked particularly beautiful today, and he couldn't tell where it looked good. He said anxiously: "Xiao Bo, a case has been made in the south of the city. Do you have time to go for an autopsy now?"

After the words were finished, Huo Weilou also walked out. Wu Xiang hurriedly saluted, and Huo Weilou asked: "What kind of case is it?"

"It was someone who died in the garden of Prince Nan'an."

When he heard that it was the Prince of Nan'an, Huo Weilou's eyes were slightly moved, and he went to see Bo Ruoyou again. Bo Ruoyou naturally wanted to go for an autopsy. Huo Weilou ordered people to prepare a carriage and horse, "I'll go and see it too."

Wu Xiang's heart suddenly raised his throat, and Huo Weilou said indifferently: "Don't worry, this marquis and the prince are also old friends, just take care of him."

Wu Xiang wiped his forehead sweat and responded repeatedly.

Bo Ruoyou actually felt that Huo Weilou had no need to go, so he couldn't resist and got on the carriage. Bo Ruoyou had no choice but to go, "The Marquis followed him, and those who didn't know thought something big happened in the capital. I'm afraid that the Prince of Nan'an was very strange. How could the Marquis work for ordinary murder cases?"

"The Prince of Nan'an is the only son of Prince Xian, and I am also a cousin. Why can't I go?" He pinched Bo Ruoyou's cheek, and it tasted a little bit. "It can be seen that the case in the yamen is more important than me, and it's a hindrance to me even go with me?"

Bo Ruoyou smiled, "The Marquis knows that I don't mean it."

"Then do you think it's too silly for me to go with you?"

Bo Ruoyou didn't respond immediately, Huo Weilou raised his sword-brow, "I am going to show off."

The crime was the Hundred Birds Garden. When the carriage stopped, Huo Weilou saw the plaque in his eyes. He walked in and said, "The Prince of Nan'an has been a wealthy and idle man for many years. He only has the preference of raising rare birds. This garden is specially built for this. He often invites people to come here to enjoy the scenery and play, and there are many ways to listen to music and sing operas. When it is lively, it is singing every night."

Bo Ruoyou looked at him suspiciously, "The Marquis is here to have fun and sing every night?"

A smile appeared in Huo Weilou's eyes, and he snorted lightly. Before he could answer, Zhao Yue came out in surprise, "How could the Marquis come here? In the past, he couldn't invite you—"

Huo Weilou glanced at Bo Ruoyou with a clear innocence. Zhao Yue looked at him with a look of surprise. Huo Weilou first greeted him, and then said that Bo Ruoyou was the coroner who came for the autopsy this time.

If this was not said from Huo Weilou, Zhao Yue almost thought it was the government office joking, because Bo Ruoyou described his beautiful appearance and extraordinary appearance, how could he be like a coroner in the yamen who was companion with the dead?

He looked at Bo Ruoyou for a moment before retracting his gaze. The case was important and immediately took people deep into the garden. The eunuch in the garden had been cleared away. At this moment, there was no one on the path. When he turned around a hibiscus forest, Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou's expressions changed slightly.

Several feet away, a century-old osmanthus tree stood tall and flourished. In the rich fragrance of flowers, a young man in a colorful and gorgeous feathered dress was hanging under the branches.

His neck was crooked and his body was stiff, and he had obviously been hanged for a long time.
Chapter completed!